Old Acquaintances

Mistress Lucinda is socialising with her host and his other guests in the main part of the house, while up in the servants quarters, Gemma is looking up a few old friends.  Read on and find out what sort of trouble Gemma will get into in this final part to this volume of this gripping story…

The room was empty of staff and Gemma suddenly realised that the house staff would still be on duty as there were guests in the house and preparations would be being made for the next days gathering.  She decided to make her way down to the Butler’s Pantry, which is where the staff normally gathered when in between duties.  Sure enough there they were sitting around a large wooden table chatting quietly about the goings on in the house and local area.  Gemma entered the room and the cook suddenly saw her and gestured to the rest of the staff to look at the doorway.  The next thing Gemma knew, she had screaming girls hung around her neck, hugging her tightly.  The only one who didn’t move from the table was a maid that Gemma had not seen before. 

The cook smiled…  “Welcome home lass! Come sit down and I’ll get you a nice cup of hot tea, then you can tell us all what it’s like in service to you Mistress!” 

Gemma sat down at he table.

“This is the Mistress’ personal maid” said the cook, gesturing a teaspoon at the maid that had not greeted Gemma. 

Gemma looked at the girl sat at the table… “Hello” she said, “there is no need to be so stand-offish, I have no malice against you.  What happened between your Mistress and me was nothing to do with you!” and she smiled at the girl.

The girl got up and shot a look at Gemma – she turned and strode out of the room.  Gemma looked at the cook with a puzzled expression on her face. 

“Give her a chance Gems” said the cook, “She has probably been given a bad impression of you by the Mistress!”

Gemma shrugged her shoulders and began to sip her tea.  A bell rang on the room indicator… it was the bell for the main drawing room.  One of the housemaids went to answer it and returned almost immediately…

“You are wanted in the main drawing room Gem” she said on re-entering the room.

Gemma finished her tea and thanked the cook for making it. 

“Catch up with you all later” she said smiling at the house staff and then she turned and hurried to the main drawing room.

As she passed through the many corridors and passages that the servants used, it was like she had never been away!  She knew exactly where she was going and it bought a tear to her eye momentarily.  Arriving at the door to the main drawing room, she wiped the tear from her face, checked her uniform was immaculate and knocked on the door twice.  A voice from inside beckoned that she enter the room…

Gemma went into the room and closed the door behind her.  She turned and faced the room again and curtsied deeply – “You sent for me?” she enquired.

Mistress Lucinda turned around and looked over the back of the small sofa she was sitting on with Gemma’s ex-Master. 

“Come over and stand in front of the fire Gemma so that we can all see you properly girl” said Mistress Lucinda, beckoning with her gloved hand.

Gemma moved in front of the open fire and stood a little way out from it just in case it should throw and ember out and cause her stockings to run.

“Turn around for us then Gemma… give us a twirl girl!” said Mistress Lucinda.

Gemma looked at her Mistress – puzzled at the request.

“Oh come on girl – spin around for us!” said Mistress Lucinda, clapping her hands together twice!

Gemma spun slowly around, all the time keeping her eyes fixed on her Mistress’ to make sure she was doing it correctly and to her liking.

“My you certainly were not lying Luci, she is indeed an exquisite creature!” said one of the male guests.

“She is indeed!” – concurred Gemma’s ex-Master and he winked at Gemma. 

Mistress Lucinda caught his wink though which just fuelled her plans for Gemma that evening. 

“Ok stop turning around then Gemma and face me please” commanded Mistress Lucinda.

Gemma faced her Mistress and she did not like the look of what she saw in her Mistress’ eyes.  They had changed colour to a misty grey and there was an evil in them that Gemma had seen before and it normally meant something was about to happen to her!  Something which ‘she’ would not have any control over!

Suddenly the door to the room opened and the Master’s Butler entered carrying a wooden horse stool with a black leather padded cushion on the top of it.  Gemma had not even seen him leave the room as she was spinning round earlier.  He placed the horse in front of Gemma and she noticed that there were leather straps attached to it!  Straps, that were obviously designed for human restraint.  Mistress Lucinda stood up and walked over to Gemma.  She looked her in the eyes with her face almost touching the quivering girl’s. 

“I’m too generous to you sometimes Gemma… now come here and get down on this horse” she instructed.

She pulled Gemma around to the front of the horse and turned her to face the fireplace. Then she bent the trembling girl over the horse so she was laying on her front on it lengthways.  One by one, she secured Gemma’s limbs to the horse, starting with her wrists and finishing with her ankles.  Then she buckled a thick leather strap across Gemma’s back – pulling it tight as she did so.  Gemma could not move and she struggled to see what was coming next.  Mistress Lucinda then took hold of a ball gag and a blindfold that she secured in Gemma’s mouth and over her eyes!  Gemma was now completely helpless and she listened carefully to what was happening.  Behind her, Mistress Lucinda had signalled to all the other ladies present to leave the room.  Before she herself left, she went back over to her bound and helpless maid and crouched down next to her right ear.

“Be good and make me proud of you Gemma!” she whispered in the girl’s ear, then she kissed Gemma on the cheek and hurried from the room, leaving just the group of Masters behind with Gemma.

Gemma felt hands touching her bottom and exploring her crack and probing her hole.  Then her knickers were cut from her body with scissors and a cold jelly was massaged into her crack and anus.  She shook her head as she realised what was happening and struggled against her bonds but it was no use.  The she heard her ex-Master’s voice…

“I shall take you first Gemma and show the others how to treat you without damaging you.   It will be just like old times eh?” he said softly into her ear.

Gemma felt him part her buttocks and then she felt the tip of his penis pressing gently against her hole…

Mistress Lucinda had not retired to her room when she left the drawing room, instead she was leaning on the doors listening to the noises from within the room.  She heard a muffed scream and shut her eyes tightly, then came the jeering and taunting as one after another the men buggered her precious property without a care in the world!  She threw her hands against her ears and ran across the hall and up the grand staircase towards her room. 

It was well after 2am when a forlorn silhouette staggered into Mistress Lucinda’s room that night, almost on the verge of collapse.  Gemma was surprised to see Mistress Lucinda standing in the darkness by the window staring out at the night sky.  Mistress Lucinda turned when she heard the door close and the two just stood there for a moment, looking at each other.  Then Gemma’s strength failed her and she collapsed to the floor.  Mistress Lucinda went over to her and picked her up in her arms… she lay Gemma on a towel on her bed and then went into the en suite bathroom and drew a hot bath.  Returning to the bedroom, she carefully removed Gemma’s crumpled and stained uniform until the girl was naked.  Then she carried her into the bathroom and removing her gloves and rolling up her sleeves, she bathed the sore and battered girl.  The warm water made Gemma semiconscious and she tried to stop her Mistress from what she was doing.

“Oh stop it Gemma” said Mistress Lucinda “Lie back and let me wash away what those filthy men did to you!”

Gemma began to sob softly.  She managed one word to her Mistress…  “Why?”

Mistress Lucinda looked at Gemma with a sorrowful face – “because that’s just how is Gemma… how he wanted it and since he is a Grand Master in the scene, I cannot refuse you to him.” She paused thoughtfully…  “You think I wanted to leave you with them like that?”

Gemma shook her head, still sobbing into her hands.

“Well then, it’s done now and the least I can do is bathe you and wash it all away” she smiled at Gemma, then pressed the girl’s head to her chest and hugged her tight.  “Forgive me Gemma, please forgive me!” she said, starting to weep herself.

After the bath, Mistress Lucinda dried Gemma with a towel, then put her into one of her ‘own’ night dresses.  She lay the weeping girl on the rug at the end of the bed and secured the silver chain around her ankle with a padlock.  Then she popped some sleeping tablets into Gemma’s mouth and gave her a glass of water to wash them down with. 

“Don’t worry about getting up early in the morning Gemma. You have earned your lie in this time girl, well and truly!”

With that she watched as Gemma drifted off to sleep, then climbing into bed herself, Mistress Lucinda lay there staring at the canopy of the four poster bed.  She didn’t sleep at all that night and in the morning did not attend breakfast.

Gemma’s ex-Master wondered where they both were and after breakfast he went to the door of Mistress Lucinda’s room and knocked gently.  There was no answer so he quietly opened the door and peered inside.  The bed was empty with the covers thrown back, then his eyes fell upon the rug at the foot of the bed…

There upon the rug were Gemma and Mistress Lucinda, side by side fast asleep.  Mistress Lucinda almost encasing her maid in her arms her embrace was so thorough!  The Master did not disturb them as he understood for once the significance of it all and he withdrew from the room, closing the door quietly.

Gemma woke to find Mistress Lucinda laying next to her on her rug, gently stroking her hair and forehead.  She looked up at her Mistress and tried to shy away in confusion. 

“Ask no questions Gemma and thee shall be told no lies” Mistress Lucinda said softly.

Later that morning, Mistress Lucinda and Gemma were seen walking together in the gardens in the warm sunshine.  Eventually Mistress Lucinda was forced to join the rest of the ‘top’ group at Lunchtime.  There was a deathly silence as she entered the dining room. She moved around the table to the opposing end seat to the Master’s.  She sat down and the Maids began to serve the meal.  As Gemma approached her ex-Master with a cauldron of hot soup  the feelings of hate over what he had done to her last night became to much for her.  Arriving at the side on his chair, she upended the cauldron of soup, depositing the scalding hot liquid in his groin and lap…

What happened next – well you’ll have to wait for the sequel to this story to find out!

Written by: Maid Gemma

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